Lyrics Sister Susie's Sewing Shirts for Soldiers - Billy Murray

Sister Susie's Sewing Shirts for Soldiers

Sister Susie’s sewing in the kitchen on a Singer
There’s miles and miles of flannel on the floor and up the stairs
And father says it’s rotten
Getting mixed up with the cotton
And sitting on the needled that she leaves upon the chairs!
And should you knock at our street door, ma whispers «Come inside!»
Then when you ask where Susie is, she says with loving pride
«Sister Susie’s sewing shirts for soldiers
Such skill at sewing shirts our shy young sister Susie shows!
Some soldiers send epistles
Say they’d sooner sleep in thistles
Than the saucy soft short shirts for soldiers sister Susie shows!»
I forgot to tell you that our sister Susie’s married
And when she isn’t sewing shirts she’s sewing other things
Then little sister Molly
Says «Oh sister’s bought a dolly
She;s making all the clothes for it with pretty bows and strings»
Says Susie, «Don't be silly!», as she blushes and she sighs
Then mother smiles and whispers with a twinkle in her eyes
«Sister Susie’s sewing shirts for soldiers
Such skill at sewing shirts our shy young sister Susie shows!
Some soldiers send epistles
Say they’d sooner sleep in thistles
Than the saucy soft short shirts for soldiers sister Susie shows!»
Ha-ha, well I’m glad that’s off my chest!
Now I’d like to have everybody join in the chorus!
It isn’t as hard as it sounds, not nearly as hard as
«Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers»
Or «She sells sea shells by the sea shore»
But you must be sober before you try it!
Come now, all together!
Sister Susie’s sewing shirts for soldiers
Such skill at sewing shirts our shy young sister Susie shows!
Some soldiers send epistles
Say they’d sooner sleep in thistles
Than the saucy soft short shirts for soldiers sister Susie shows!